Crawling

So, this Fall semester has been a doozy so far.

I don't even know how else to describe it.

I've been on a ton of dates and been asked for my number more times than I'd like etc.

I had a sort of creepy guy that was into me and was convinced we were together, regardless of my desperate attempts to explain to him otherwise. Consequently I had a ton of people ask me if there was anything between us. OK WTF. High school much? Then there was another guy that I really liked going out with, and the creep saw us together somewhere and apparently cornered him told him to back off. So he hasn't called me in a week now. LAME. So I finally had to lay down the law and tell the former guy what was up, even if it was brutal. I want to be nice and make friends, but shit.

My brother has always been a dater. He dates 4 or 5 girls at a time and has them chasing after him and fighting over who likes him more. Not me. Having strangers buy me drinks and guys beg me to hang out is a new experience to say the least.


Went and saw the Toadies in concert last week. Not as good as I was expecting. It was simply a performance, as if they couldn't bother putting on a real show. They did play my favorite song though, so I'm fine.

Get ready for a wild post about my recent happenings.

Gut Instincts

How man people have succeeded upon trusting their guts?

Has history been made, have fortunes been acquired, has love been found, heartache been avoided all because someone decided to trust his or her instincts?

I haven't had internet IN SO LONG, so I haven't been able to update this thing. And a lifetime of events have happened since my last update. There are things I just can't talk about, and things that I if you asked me a month ago if I thought could happen, I'd have said no.

About a month ago, I decided this year was going to be something productive. Not bullshit like so many things turn out to be. I did this same type of thing in high school too-- the "oh fuck, it's my last year, I better turn some shit around and make some things happen" attitude. I got a job, and made good attempts to be social, and I love that aspect of the job. Then, I did what I've always wanted to do, and I went to the college radio station hiring meeting to see if I could get a DJ-ing job. At first I thought, shoot it couldn't be that difficult right? Then I began to doubt myself, but I thought, "FUCK, a ton of people are going to this meeting, what the hell do I know about DJ-ing?" But I went anyway, for the experience, and the hope of meeting some people I shared interests with. I filled out the application amidst other students, who fairly filled the large lecture hall. I listened to the meeting and made eye contact with people. I thought, "I can do this, I can meet these people, socialize, and leave an impression." So afterward, I stayed behind and talked to all the old station people. Made a few friends even. I figured, even if this didn't help me ensure a DJ position, it sure couldn't hurt. Longer story short, I've got the morning after slot from 7 AM- 10 AM on Mondays DJ-ing. :-D. I went to a show one night, and even met a ton of people at the hiring meeting. Clutch.

I also met a guy. This is the part about trusting your gut. I was immediately into him, not too much, but just that right amount of "hey, this is interesting..." But not too long after, my stomach was telling me that it wasn't a good fit. Nothing that was wrong with him, it just wasn't right for me.